BDSM Yulia Catava

Studio: Hardtied

One word says it all with Yulia Catava: Submission. It is her ultimate desire to submit to a higher power and find something greater than herself. Some people go looking for god when they feel that. Yulia came looking for O.T. She is a sexy young thing. He would never turn her away. She looks so sweet and innocent in her dress, but if that were her true self she certainly wouldnt have come to him begging to be put in her place. Her wrists are tied to her ankles, her elbows to her knees, leaving her sitting awkwardly, just waiting for him to decide what to do with her next. He ignores her completely while drilling into the floor and she knows better than to interrupt him with questions. It isnt long before he turns his attention to her and silently begins to elaborate upon her bondage. Her legs are spread wide by the rope. O.T. doesnt say a word as he moves around her and Yulia doesnt dare break the silence. She wonders to herself if he knows how wet she is, being exposed the way she is. When she feels his hand slide between her legs she doesnt have to wonder anymore. He can feel her lust through the panties that cover her and she knows it. She thought the humiliation of being found out would be too much to bear, but now that it has happened she is so turned on by it. That is the moment O.T. knew he owned her. Her passion for bondage had completely overwhelmed her senses and she had barely even started. Everything after that just pushed her deeper into subspace. When most people would scream at having their clothing cut away, Yulia just let out a little gasp. While most women would scream at having their back whipped, she just let out small, satisfied moans. The caning, the humiliation, the feeling of helplessness and exposure, she knew they should make her run or beg for mercy, but all they did was make her more and more horny until her eventual orgasm was the hardest and most satisfying of her life.